Oh, hi. It’s been a minute. I almost had a sneezing fit after blowing the dust off this blog. I hate that I have neglected this little corner of the internet that I’ve had since 2008. Maybe I’ll be more prolific this year. A birthday is a fine time to make a resolution, way … [Read more...] about Non Sequiturs on Turning 56
aging
Age Old Advice
I’m on the edge of 55, teetering so close that if I peer forward to see over my toes I’ll tumble. Young Ilina might have felt that I’d be going over the edge by this point in my life. I mean, 55! Is this where they say that more of my life is behind me than ahead of me? That’s a … [Read more...] about Age Old Advice
When I’m 54
I woke up to greet 54 this morning. Do I grit my teeth and aggressively grab this birthday by its neck to establish who’s the boss of me, mindset or chronology, or do I gently slide into this new year with the graceful nonchalance of a well heeled, red-lipsticked French woman … [Read more...] about When I’m 54
53 Bits of Wisdom, or Something Like That
Today, I am 53-years old. Another year in this one life. While I’m still not scaling mountains, publishing books, dressing for success, or running for office, I’m fulfilled and joyful. I do, however, still aspire to have my dream job naming nail polish colors and having a job … [Read more...] about 53 Bits of Wisdom, or Something Like That
Turning 50
I tell my sons not to peak early. I didn’t peak until my 40s, and it was worth the wait. In fact, if you peak late, you just keeping soaring and don’t plateau. I’m turning 50 in just over a week. I’m not sure why this decade is the cause of such strife. It’s a … [Read more...] about Turning 50
Weighting Game
I was long overdue for a visit to the doctor. Just regular check up maintenance to ensure my parts are all working. I'm lucky to be pushing 50 with no creaky bits and achey joints. Since I never played sports as a kid or took up running, I guess I never punished my body. I played … [Read more...] about Weighting Game
Nothing Says I’m Aging Like This
Way back in the day I had a good friend who kept her eyes open for me every time she went shopping. She and I went shopping a lot. A lot. I mean A LOT. It was the 90s, and we had fat corporate jobs and no responsibilities. I hadn't yet acquired the stifling grad school … [Read more...] about Nothing Says I’m Aging Like This